Laying in the Shade

You smoke to look cool in your khaki colored cardigans Your jeans can't get black enough to blend into the background I've been cut out of the polaroids you taped up to your wall But you kept all of the scraps for when you knew I'd come right back to you Laying in my shade of a man with a dozen tongues A different state of mind I left a long long time ago Sunsets on the turnpike when we fell asleep that night Everything felt like that it might work out this time Another lo res photograph of infidelity Despite being insecure of what the other person thinks Stop giving a f*ck you'll never see them again Lighters and bowls stuff in my backpack Prepared to let go Forgive but never forget Laying in my shade of a man with a dozen tongues A different state of mind I left a long long time ago Sunsets on the turnpike when we fell asleep that night Everything felt like that it might work out this time Strumming for the ocean eyes of whom I used to know Your memory leaves a cavern if the past Life is going great for me despite of what I feel That cavern is a place I take to heart Everybody knows that I'm always kicking it they be concerned of how I may be living and Everybody knows that I'm always kicking it they be concerned of how I may be living and Everybody knows that I'm always kicking it they be concerned of how I may be living and Everybody knows that I'm always kicking it they be concerned of how I may be living and (DONT) Everybody knows that (RUN) I'm always (JUST) kicking it (WALK) They be concerned of how I may be living and (DONT) Everybody knows that (RUN) I'm always (JUST) kicking it (WALK) They be concerned of how I may be living and (DONT) Everybody knows that (RUN) I'm always (JUST) kicking it (WALK) They be concerned of how I may be living and (DONT) Everybody knows that (RUN) I'm always (JUST) kicking it (WALK) They be concerned of how I may be living and (DONT) Everybody knows that (RUN) I'm always (JUST) kicking it (WALK) They be concerned of how I may be living and I get that I am lost and may never be found But melancholy fields are fun to be around